Shauna: Right Now I Feel Like I'll Never Get Angry Again.

Commissioned the wonderful @just-an-ari to create a scene based on the lovely @bee-nutauthor 's Wednesday!MafiaAU story "Indelible Marks on our Hearts (Tear Worlds Apart)." Rating M

And it came out AMAZING.

The sexiest sketch in my life literally wanna bite it

Sam: This isn't what I expected when you asked if I wanted to play The Sims with you.

Tara was too busy shoving a handful of chips in her mouth to respond, so she simply removed the door to the room the Sim is in. Sam sweated nervously as the Sim slowly died of poor hygiene.

Sam: Isn't The Sims about making families? This is...

Tara, snorting: And give up the opportunity to give mom some payback? Pass.

Sam, worried: What?

Tara: She locked me in my room a few times because I was "annoying her" lmao. I was just hungry haha. Payback's a bitch, Christina.

Sam didn't know how to respond to that. She wanted to get her hands on their mother though. Unfortunately, she had no idea where her mom is.

Sam switched her attention to the pool with no ladder and walls surrounding it. Mindy's Sim was starting to drown, and the Grim Reaper was waltzing down the sidewalk.

Sam: So why are you killing Mindy then?

Tara: She ate my leftovers yesterday.

Sam:

Tara: And she said The Babadook sucked in film class.

Sam:

Tara: ... And I want to seduce the Grim Reaper.

Yoko: *barges into Wenclair's room to pick up Enid*

Wednesday & Enid: *arguing*

Yoko: Okay, what are you idiots arguing about this time?

Wednesday: Whether to watch Oppenheimer or Barbie. I personally think the choice is obvious.

Yoko: Why don't you just watch both?

Enid: Fine. But we're watching Oppenheimer first!

Wednesday: If you make me watch Oppenheimer I'm walking out the theater.

Enid: Wow, you won't even watch Oppenheimer for me? You're such a brat! It's only three hours!

Wednesday: Only three hours?

Yoko: Wait, hold on... Wednesday wants to watch Barbie?

Wednesday and Enid: Yes.

Yoko: *laughing* Why?

Wednesday: *crosses her arms defensively* Why wouldn't I want to watch a post modernist critique of capitalism and girlhood? The only thing it's missing is gore.

wednesday’s out for blood and making yoko spill all of hers ft. enid dropping the world’s most obvious hints and wednesday being the blindest motherfucker to walk the earth

Will never get over this, it’s so cute 😭

look what i found🙈🙈

Enid: I’m warning you, Bianca!

Bianca: What are you going to do? Send your girlfriend after me?

Bianca:

Bianca: Shit, you are going to do that!

Enid: Willa!

Bianca, running away: Fuck! Get out of my way!

Wednesday doesn't hate touch

But as bianca's hand brushes against her shoulder in what Wednesday knows is supposed to be consoling, that thought is slowly becoming a lie.

Wednesday can tolerate touch. Tolerate the way it always leaves goosebumps that has her muscles tensing and she can tolerate the fact that this is simply the way the nightshades show affection.

They try, they really do try but they get caught up in the moment and sometimes yoko slings an arm over her shoulder that has Wednesday sharply inhaling through her nose before she exhales and tries to relax her shoulders.

The weight should've been comforting.

It isn't.

Ajax can come up with news all he wants, a pep in his step and a wide eyed look in his face but it takes all of her will power to not step away from such enthusiasm when he bounds in with information.

These are her companions, they've stuck through her time and time again, it's only right for her to do the same.

But sometimes, when her eyes feel heavy during training and it's too dark to distinguish the one carrying her back to the dorm, Wednesday let's herself believe for once.

She doesn't smell vanilla, not anymore but she still remembers the way those hands grasp at her back and the way Enid presses her face onto her shoulder. It's a hearty weight that presses onto her skin and it leaves her with a lovely feeling that ends way too soon.

To this day, she still wishes it left a mark.

So yes, Wednesday doesn't hate touch.

Wednesday could never hate Enid after all.

thrill me, chill me, fulfill me